Cool Hand Luke

What are you doing there, fella?

I just cut these...

You better come along with us.

Taking it off here, Boss?

Yeah, take it off, Dragline.

- Wiping it off here, Boss? - All right, Koko, wipe it off.

Drinking it up here, Boss?

All right, drink it up, Gambler.

Hey, Rabbitt, water him down.

- All right, break it up! - Yes, sir!

You eyeballing there, Society?

Checking my yo-yo, Boss.

Drag, new-meat bus.

Bunch. Must be half a dozen new-meat.

- No more than five, for a cold drink. - You're on.

Babalugats, got a bet here.

All right, you men get lined up here.

Dog Boy, shut them dogs up.

They just smell new-meat, that's all, Boss.

What did they bring us today?

Come on, Blue.

Gibson, 507. Manslaughter.

Good for a two spot.

It was an accident. I've never been in trouble before.

You call the Captain, Captain.

Edgar Potter, 302 and resisting arrest.

One year.

I was trying to keep in out of the rain.

Get the wax out of your ears. You call the Captain, Captain.

Yes, sir.

And you call the rest of us Boss, you hear?

Yes, Boss.

This man is going to make us proud of him, Mr. Hunnicutt.

Raymond Pratt.

Yes, Captain.

Breaking, entering, and assault.

Five spot.

And a seaman.

Suspect that should come in real handy around here, Captain.

Maybe.

Lucas Jackson.

Here, Captain.

Maliciously destroying municipal property while under the influence.

What was that?

Cutting the heads off of parking meters, Captain.

We ain't never had one of them before.

Where do you think that's going to get you?

I guess you could say I wasn't thinking, Captain.

It says here that you did real good in the war.

A Silver Star, Bronze Star, couple of Purple Hearts...

Sergeant. Then come out the same way you went in.

Buck Private.

Like I was just passing time, Captain.

Well, you got yourself some time now. Two years.

Well, hell, that ain't much.

We got a couple of men here doing 20 spot.

We got one that's got all of it.

We got all kinds, and you're going to fit in real good.

Of course, in case you get rabbit in your blood...

and you decide to take off for home, you get a bonus of some time...

and a set of leg chains to keep you slowed down just a little bit.

For your own good, you'll learn the rules.

It's all up to you.

Now, I can be a good guy or I can be one real mean son of a bitch.

It's all up to you.

All right, let's move it.

One at a time. Move it!

Them clothes got laundry numbers on them.

You remember your number and always wear the ones that has your number.

Any man forgets his number spends a night in the box.

These here spoons you keep with you.

Any man loses his spoon spends a night in the box.

There's no playing grab-ass or fighting in the building.

You got a grudge against another man, you fight him Saturday afternoon.

Any man playing grab-ass or fighting in the building spends a night in the box.

First bell's at five minutes of 8:00 when you will get in your bunk.

Last bell is at 8:00.

Any man not in his bunk at 8:00 spends the night in the box.

There is no smoking in the prone position in bed.

To smoke you must have both legs over the side of your bunk.

Any man caught smoking in the prone position in bed...

spends a night in the box.

You get two sheets.

Every Saturday, you put the clean sheet on the top...

the top sheet on the bottom...

the bottom sheet you turn in to the laundry boy.

Any man turns in the wrong sheet spends a night in the box.

No one'll sit on the bunks with dirty pants on.

Any man with dirty pants on sitting on the bunk spends a night in the box.

Any man don't bring back his empty pop bottle spends a night in the box.

Any man loud talking spends a night in the box.

You got questions, you come to me.

I'm Carr, the floor walker. I'm responsible for order in here.

Any man don't keep order spends a night in...

The box.

I hope you ain't going to be a hard case.

Ain't but four. What did I tell you? You owe me a cold drink.

I owe you. I owe you.

Move it.

Hey, any of you guys from Connecticut?

Forget it.

Wash them up!

Wash them up!

Move!

Well, what are you still doing here? Get at them beans! Move!

- Twenty-seven. - Twenty-seven.

Next time you stay out of my place.

You try that again and I'll bounce you all over the floor.

Well, man, I didn't know it was your special seat.

You don't take another man's seat, man.

It wasn't his fault. Nobody said anything...

You better mind you manners, boy. You're acting like a hillbilly tramp.

Tramp. There you go, beauty.

Hey, yeah, man, you got your bull-gang name now.

Yeah, well, it ain't no worse than some I been called.

When I was in the Navy...

All you new-meats...

you're going to have to shape up fast and hard for this gang.

We got rules here.

In order to learn them...

you gotta do more work with your ears than with your mouth.

Somebody say something?

No, I didn't say nothing, Boss.

What have we got there?

Got a Lucas Jackson.

You don't have a name here until Dragline gives you one.

Maybe we ought to call it No-Ears. You don't listen much, do you, boy?

I ain't heard that much worth listening to.

Just a lot of guys laying down a lot of rules and regulations.

New-meat looks like a poker player, Drag.

Yeah, come on. Bet that eight.

Yeah, that wouldn't surprise me none.

I know you got $5 pocket money.

That would buy you a whole fistful of cards. You in or out?

Out.

All right, come on. It's a nickel to you, Drag. Let's go.

- Come on, Drag. - Dime.

First bell.

All right, break it up.

How'd you get that scar?

What scar?

Last bell.

Last bell.

Fifty, Boss.

Right, Carr. Fifty.

Getting up here, Carr?

Hey, now.

- Twenty-eight. - Twenty-nine.

- Thirty. - Thirty-one.

- Thirty-two. - Thirty-three.

- Thirty-four. - Thirty-five.

- Twenty-one. - Twenty-two.

- Twenty-three. - Twenty-four.

- Twenty-five. - Twenty-six.

- Twenty-seven. - Twenty-eight.

- Twenty-nine. - Thirty.

- Thirty-one. - Thirty-two.

- Thirty-three. - Thirty-four.

- Thirty-five. - Thirty-six.

Get out of my eyeballing seat, you new-meat dummy.

I'm a salesman. I used to drive these roads all the time.

Drag, it's going to be one hot mother today.

Yeah, I reckon the bear's going to be walking the road today.

Then I'm lucky I got me a broom.

I work on top, real cush job. I would hate to be down in that ditch today.

We work in a ditch?

What's the matter with you?

All your big-time driving around, you ain't never seen a chain gang before?

I ain't used to hard work neither. I always tried to avoid it.

I ain't exactly crazy about it, myself.

Well, man, it's going to be one tough day to learn on.

Now, Koko, why don't you give one of these new-meat a break...

and let him use your broom today?

Oh, hell, Society, I ain't going down in that ditch.

Well, I sure would appreciate it. I ain't in too good a shape right now.

Hey, Koko, you really going to sell your job?

Well, Drag, I may have to.

Maybe that Lucas War Hero would give you your price.

I'll give you 50 cents.

50 cents for a sweet job like that? That's worth at least a buck.

I'll make it a dollar.

Dollar's a deal.

Where'd you get that about war hero?

A little birdie told me.

Tearing the heads off of... What was it?

Gumball machines?

What kind of thing is that for a grown man?

You know how it is. Small town. Not much to do in the evening.

Mostly, was just settling an old score.

Boss, I made this arrangement with this man to take his broom.

Get to work.

- You don't understand, I made this deal. - Get moving.

But I made this arrangement.

Get to work.

Better take it easy. You won't last two hours.

Taking it off here, Boss?

Yeah, Dragline, take it off there.

- Taking it off here, Boss? - Yeah, take it off there.

Drinking it up here, Boss?

Man bear-clawed here, Boss!